Hot Naval Love
Three Things (The Awkward Tuesday Edition)
1. Awkward: having one of my professors unexpectedly sit down in the seat next to me at an event while I was checking my flist on my laptop. (Luckily, this was Awesome Media Studies Prof, so instead of being weirded out she just asked me which fandoms I was in.) Extra Special Super Awkward: having on my professors unexpectedly come up from behind me while I'm standing outside the room talking to
colourofsaying about whether the German NT recruits by dick size, and how we can get more evidence to corroborate this theory. Auuuuugh.
2. I got my eyes examined yesterday! It was a good excuse to get out of class, because as it turns out California in spring is INCREDIBLY BRIGHT OMG OW. It's been about eight years since I had an eye exam, and I forgot how weird getting your eyes dilated feels. Anyway, apparently my sight's gotten worse since the last time, so this weekend I am dragging Freshman Guy into town to help me pick out glasses. Oh boy. I am thinking chunky black hipster douchebag glasses, y/y?
3. Watching To The Ends of the Earth a couple of weeks ago reminded me how much I love Age of Sail stories, so I've started in on O'Brian's Aubrey-Maturin series and omggggg Jack and Stephen are in love. It reminds me of Sherlock Holmes in a way - even without reading any sexual desire into it, the foundation of the series is very obviously meant to be the intensely devoted emotional relationship between the two male leads. It really is quite lovely. Me being me, of course, I'm also keeping track of Gayest Moments Of Hot Naval Love, from Jack and Stephen's flirtatious meet cute at a dinner party to Jack killing several men in the face for kidnapping Stephen in Spain. I'm only a couple books in, but thus far, this scene takes the cake, for sheer inexplicableness if nothing else:
[context: during shore leave in Bombay, Stephen meets his and Jack's mutual ex Diana and he and Jack almost fight about it when he's late reporting back to the ship because he's with her. Jack tries to mend bridges by taking Stephen up into the rigging and flirting with him. Because yeah.]
"'Why,' said Stephen, 'I am obliged to you for the sight of it, sure.'
'But it does raise your heart, you know, whatever you may say,' said Jack. 'It raises it a hundred feet above the deck. Ha ha - I can get a good thing now and then, given time - oh ha ha ha! You never smoked it - you were not aware of my motions.'
When Jack was as amused as this, so intensely amused throughout his whole massive being, belly and all, with his scarlet face glorious and shining and his blue eyes darting mirth from their narrowed slits, it was impossible to resist. Stephen felt his mouth widen involuntarily, his diaphragm contract, and his breath beginning to come in short thick pants.
"But I am truly grateful to you, my dear," he said, "for having brought me to this proud perilous eminency, this quasi-apex, this apogee; you have indeed lifted my heart, in the spirit and the flesh, and I am now resolved to mount up daily."
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1. Awkward: having one of my professors unexpectedly sit down in the seat next to me at an event while I was checking my flist on my laptop. (Luckily, this was Awesome Media Studies Prof, so instead of being weirded out she just asked me which fandoms I was in.) Extra Special Super Awkward: having on my professors unexpectedly come up from behind me while I'm standing outside the room talking to
colourofsaying about whether the German NT recruits by dick size, and how we can get more evidence to corroborate this theory. Auuuuugh.
2. I got my eyes examined yesterday! It was a good excuse to get out of class, because as it turns out California in spring is INCREDIBLY BRIGHT OMG OW. It's been about eight years since I had an eye exam, and I forgot how weird getting your eyes dilated feels. Anyway, apparently my sight's gotten worse since the last time, so this weekend I am dragging Freshman Guy into town to help me pick out glasses. Oh boy. I am thinking chunky black hipster douchebag glasses, y/y?
3. Watching To The Ends of the Earth a couple of weeks ago reminded me how much I love Age of Sail stories, so I've started in on O'Brian's Aubrey-Maturin series and omggggg Jack and Stephen are in love. It reminds me of Sherlock Holmes in a way - even without reading any sexual desire into it, the foundation of the series is very obviously meant to be the intensely devoted emotional relationship between the two male leads. It really is quite lovely. Me being me, of course, I'm also keeping track of Gayest Moments Of Hot Naval Love, from Jack and Stephen's flirtatious meet cute at a dinner party to Jack killing several men in the face for kidnapping Stephen in Spain. I'm only a couple books in, but thus far, this scene takes the cake, for sheer inexplicableness if nothing else:
[context: during shore leave in Bombay, Stephen meets his and Jack's mutual ex Diana and he and Jack almost fight about it when he's late reporting back to the ship because he's with her. Jack tries to mend bridges by taking Stephen up into the rigging and flirting with him. Because yeah.]
"'Why,' said Stephen, 'I am obliged to you for the sight of it, sure.'
'But it does raise your heart, you know, whatever you may say,' said Jack. 'It raises it a hundred feet above the deck. Ha ha - I can get a good thing now and then, given time - oh ha ha ha! You never smoked it - you were not aware of my motions.'
When Jack was as amused as this, so intensely amused throughout his whole massive being, belly and all, with his scarlet face glorious and shining and his blue eyes darting mirth from their narrowed slits, it was impossible to resist. Stephen felt his mouth widen involuntarily, his diaphragm contract, and his breath beginning to come in short thick pants.
"But I am truly grateful to you, my dear," he said, "for having brought me to this proud perilous eminency, this quasi-apex, this apogee; you have indeed lifted my heart, in the spirit and the flesh, and I am now resolved to mount up daily."
This entry was originally posted at http://masterofmidgets.dreamwidth.org/243509.html. You can also comment there using OpenID.